In the breath of Mannis, which swayed like an entrance to the abyss, the luxurious war chariot appeared to have been abandoned for a thousand years, weathering and breaking in the blink of an eye. The elite jackal-man voodoo army guarding Botana seemed to accelerate into aged decay, transforming from robust youth to frail old age amidst their terrified screams.
Deprived of strength, courage, and will, they couldn't even hold the heavy weapons in their hands.
Mannis did not kill them.
But this was not because the Endless One was kind-hearted; it simply didn't want to waste time on these small insects. Its goal was quite specific: Botana.
To be precise, the power of the golden extraordinary principle possessed by this Golden Jackal.
This gathering of material-world force could not help Mannis rid itself of weakness, but devouring extraordinary principles could quickly allow a half-god of the Star Realm like it to grasp knowledge unfamiliar to it.
